The door swung open.
A white shirt, black dress pants, flat black leather shoes. Her hair was loosely gathered behind her head in a ponytail.
Not a trace of makeup.
It was Chen Xiaoying!
Wang Xiaoliang had never expected it to be her.
The Chen Xiaoying who wore designer labels, tottered on sky-high heels, wore a full face of makeup, and held her chin up to the heavens was gone.
The woman before him had lost weight, her cheeks slightly hollow, yet there was a brisk efficiency about her.
Chen Xiaoying met Wang Xiaoliang's gaze.
She pulled her lips into a smile.
Her eyes visibly reddened, tears welling in them.
Wang Xiaoliang set his teacup on the table and straightened up.
How had his resentment toward Chen Xiaoying and the anger bottled up inside him simply vanished?
"Chen Xiaoying."
He spoke her name.
The woman at the door froze.
"Xiaoliang." Her voice was hoarse. "Long time no see."
She sniffed and walked over.
Stopping half a meter away, she held out her right hand.
"Let's get acquainted again."
"My name is Chen Zhifei. It's a pleasure to meet you, Wang Xiaoliang."
Wang Xiaoliang looked down.
Her hand was bare, her nails trimmed to the quick without a speck of polish.
"I'm now an accountant in Chengyu Group's finance department."
Wang Xiaoliang's heart gave a jolt.
She had changed her name.
Chen Xiaoying was in the past. The woman standing before him now was Chen Zhifei.
Stripped to the bone, she had become someone else.
Wang Xiaoliang reached out, touched her hand lightly, and quickly let go.
"A pleasure."
"I'm making a living at the group's subsidiary, Chengyou Construction Labor Services. I'll be counting on the leadership at headquarters to look after me."
Chen Zhifei withdrew her hand, unable to hold